Love Unbreakable

Raegan had been at home, waiting for Mitchel.

By ten in the evening, Mitchel was still nowhere in sight.

Reluctantly, she called Matteo, learning that Mitchel was at Serenity Villas and that she could seek him there if needed.

Raegan hadn't visited Serenity Villas since their divorce.

After some thought, Raegan decided to go there.

Before leaving, she showered and chose her outfit.

In her closet, she found a white lace underdress, a gift from Nicole after her divorce.

It was meant to boost her confidence.

She had never worn it, finding it too bold.

Yet, she chose to wear it this time.

Arriving at Serenity Villas, Raegan worried about being allowed in post-divorce.

To her surprise, the security guard welcomed her warmly, stating she was expected.

Confused but relieved, Raegan thanked the guard.

The security guard informed Raegan, "Madam, we've been instructed to allow you to enter whenever you arrive." Raegan, taken aback by this, found herself at a loss for words.

After this exchange, she parted ways with the guard.

At the front door, she faced the facial recognition lock.

To her astonishment, it opened for her.

Mitchel hadn't removed her from the system.

She thought perhaps Mitchel, busy with other matters, hadn't updated it, especially since a new house would likely be purchased for any future marriage in the Dixon family.

Navigating the house with familiarity, she noticed it was dark, save for a sliver of light from the bedroom.

As Raegan approached the door, she glimpsed Mitchel on the balcony through a gap.

He stood there, cigarette in hand, still in his formal suit, as though he just returned from a social event.

Under the moonlight, he appeared both lonely and weary.

“Lonely” for Mitchel? That word didn't fit right.

Raegan tapped softly on the door.

Mitchel, after exhaling a plume of smoke, turned to look at her, his expression devoid of either surprise or pleasure.

His lack of surprise stemmed from Matteo’s prior notification of her arrival.

His displeasure arose from the realization that Raegan’s visit was motivated by concern for Nicole, not for him.

He snorted.

Raegan had never shown such concern for him as she did for Nicole.

This realization cast a shadow over Mitchel’s eyes.

Resolved to save Nicole, Raegan stepped forward.

She approached Mitchel and spoke.

"Mitchel." Mitchel remained silent, prompting Raegan to continue, "Can you help get Nicole out of the detention center?” She believed that even if she couldn't sway Jarrod, Mitchel could get Nicole out of the detention.

Upon hearing her request, Mitchel's expression shifted slightly.

So, Raegan went straight to the point.

Previously, she sought Jarrod’s help to release Nicole.

Now, she turned to him for assistance regarding Nicole's situation.

Mitchel raised an eyebrow, countering, “It's not a hard thing.

But why should | help you?” ‘Taking a deep breath, Raegan approached Mitchel.

She raised her face, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“lH offer what you want in return.

Is that fair?” To her dismay, Mitchel seemed unmoved.

Feeling desperate, Raegan began to unbutton her coat.

Mitchel was surprised by her boldness.

He had known Raegan first sought Henley’'s help.

Now, seeing her with him, he felt a twinge of disappointment at her.

“Do you think I'll accept this?" Mitchel’s voice was laced with scorn.

“You overestimate yourself.”Raegan paused, her skin exposed to the air.

She tried to muster courage, but Mitchel’s harsh words crushed her spirits.

Raegan felt deeply humiliated with her body exposed.

Mitchel's expression shifted, taken aback by her choice of attire.

His breathing grew heavy.

Raegan was consumed by shame.

Never before had she dressed like this.

Mitchel's harsh words, signaling his refusal to help, brought tears to her eyes.

She hastily wrapped her coat around herself, leaving it unbuttoned as she headed for the door.

But before she could leave, Mitchel’s hand caught her.

He yanked her back with force, pressing her against a cabinet. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

In a swift motion, he tore open her coat, revealing her figure.

Raegan felt a sharp pain in her back and instinctively tried to shield her figure, but Mitchel gripped her hand tightly, immobilizing her.

“Release me, Mitchel!" Her plea was choked with tears, her eyes reddening.

Mitchel, his gaze ablaze with both desire and anger, retorted harshly, “Let you go? So you can wear this to plead with another man?” His words painted her in a disgraceful light.

Raegan, trembling and sobbing, protested, "What's wrong with you? Let me go!” Mitchel's grip on her chin forced her to meet his eyes as he sneered, "What? Henley didn't help you? How many times did you have sex with him? Well...

He looks soft, so he must've not been good at it.

Was I better than him?" Jealousy clouded Mitchel’s reason, his mind fixated on the imagination of Raegan letting other men touch her.

He felt as if a fire blazed within him, driving him to teach Raegan a lesson.

Anger and shock shook Raegan, her voice quivering, “You've been following me?" Mitchel, looking into her tearful eyes, narrowed his own.

“How else would | know about what you did, all for your friend?" His tone was laced with jealousy as he mocked, “Raegan, you've surprised me." His words felt like arrows piercing Raegan's heart, leaving her utterly defeated.

Tears brimming in her eyes, Raegan demanded, "Release me, Mitchel!" Noticing her pained expression, Mitchel thought he might have hurt her, so he loosened his grip.

Raegan quickly withdrew her hand.

Clap! In a swift motion, Raegan slapped Mitchel across the face.

Her eyes red with emotion, she confronted him.

“Mitchel Dixon, it is none of your business how many dates I've been on.

What right do you have to question my actions?" Mitchel's expression shifted dramatically.

Raegan's words implied they were no longer connected, rendering his feelings of jealousy and criticisms meaningless.

His heart sank.

He felt a crushing sense of helplessness.

Raegan's hand trembled with rage.

“Why offer hope only to humiliate me? Or was that your plan all along?" As Raegan tried to restrain her tears, anger overtook her.

She grabbed her bag and struck Mitchel fiercely.

“Your wish is granted.

You're despicable!" Mitchel had given her hope through Matteo, only to degrade her now.

The bastard! Absolute son of a bitch! With her head bowed, Raegan brushed away her tears, preparing to leave.

Mitchel, touched by her tears, battled his instincts.

His mind urged him to let her go, deeming her unworthy.

Yet, he couldn't bear to see her cry and let her leave.

He stepped forward, halting her departure.

“I'll help you."